• My rose shines,
    Black as death
    Blood spills,
    from my heart
    ill rip it from my chest,
    to keep me alive,
    im already dead,
    on the inside,
    if ripping you out,
    and killing me slowly,
    come hand in hand,
    then ill let you kill me,
    but do it slowly,
    i like the pain,
    its all i feel,
    ive learned nothing is real,
    so just take my life,
    ill hand you the knife,
    cut your name from my chest,
    and allow me to have eternal rest.